Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?

All error, not merely verbal, is a strong way of stating that the current truth is incomplete.

This grove, that was now so peaceful, must then have rung with cries, I thought; and even with the thought I could believe I heard it ringing still.

It is a great thing if you can persuade people that they are somehow or other partakers in a mystery. It makes them feel bigger.

Under the strain of this continually impending doom and by the sleeplessness to which I now condemned myself, ay, even beyond what I had thought possible to man, I became, in my own person, a creature eaten up and emptied by fever, languidly weak both in body and mind, and solely occupied by one thought: the horror of my other self.

Children are certainly too good to be true.

To forget oneself is to be happy.